Lyrics:
blue jeans
Drop a dime in the box play the song about New Orleans
Cold beer, hot lights
My sweet romantic teenage nights
Brenda and Eddie were
Watchin' Katrina is worser than Argentina
See New Orleans gettin' bitch slapped by FEMA
Louisiana got racist ass politics
Free the genesigs, nigga free
Devil, told me
Goddamn Devil, told me
Picked up Poor Bob, down in Mississippi
I left him standing, down by the crossroads
Headed on down to New Orleans
Now if you've ever been down to New Orleans
Then you can understand just what I mean
All through the week it's quiet as a mouse
But on Saturday night
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back in the pines among the evergreens
There in an old cabin made of earth and wood
There lived
A yes yes y'all
It's too fresh y'all
A little b-boy blue
You know it's too beucou
I've been from New York to Cali
Spent two days in the valley
Key is what they call her
She's a Chi town baller, checking cheese from new orleans
Then she ship it down to her folks uptown in Harlem
When my
a ratchet
Put a nigga in the casket, dead body with some maggots
Pistol on my side, p-p-pistol on my side
Young Nola bout to ride, let me do a drive-by
Hannibal
From Long Island to Queens light up the New York scenes
All the way to New Orleans and everything in between
Left to go bless a show in Mexico
Tomorrow is what a nigga ain't guaranteeing
New Orleans had a sheriff by the name of Harry Lee
When he died, niggas shouted out "Tha-thank you, Jesus"
Virginia, New Orleans, ya heard me?
All the classy ones like to act like they a virgin
And the nasty ones like when I talk to'em dirty
But I'm breakin'
maybe ten miles out of town
When I heard the rose of Memphis boys that's when I left the ground
I can't go back to Storyville way down there by the sea
right around the way
Niggas got hoes but ladies in the world
They wanna play with their minds like little girls
I twirled my fingers in the air, ran my
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where
had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,
Half way 'cross Alabam
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Way down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin mad of earth and wood
Where lived
look you in the eyes
-In other words, don't judge a book by its cover
-See we successful black businessmen
but we also mercenary soldiers
(Chorus)
Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where
shit on my hat, racks no store scene
Kept them hater on they job by cashing out on new cars
Trying to stop the kid but they can't Sideshow Bob
Prettiest
Milky, and I'm back
My ace in the hole was this brand new track
I'ma slow it up and speed it up and now you're gonna eat it up
Listen
about no cell but I get cheese by the block
She say she only eat chicken so I fed her ass this cock
New Orleans downtown trench nigga
Only way I seen
had motor trouble it turned into a struggle,
Half way 'cross Alabam
And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
deckin', rubber neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like
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